The Lenhart Family

Saturday, August 30, 2008

my dirty flip flop feet

I hate getting dirty! And having dirty feet drives me insane! As much as I love flip flops and camp, the two do not go together well. But I think lately God has been calling me to get dirty in Jesus’ name. And today He confirmed that call to dirty feet. I was at a women’s bible study this morning and a lady came in late… I really don’t know how to describe her other than to say that she wasn’t the typical “church lady”. It was easy to tell that she had experienced a tough life and in need of some help. She apologized for being late and then explained she had to walk over a mile to get to church and just underestimated how long it would take. She shared how she was out of work, out of money, and just trying to get by. As I sat there, I wondered if the shoe was on the other foot, would I be willing to walk over a mile in the brutal Oklahoma summer heat for a ladies bible study? Sadly I don’t think I would. As she was leaving, I chased her down to give her my number so that next time, I could give her a ride. In my efforts to catch her before she left, I ran through a mud puddle in the parking lot. I am proud to say my pretty pink flip flops are now a bit brown and dirty. But I also made a new friend who will be coming with me to church tomorrow morning!

Somehow over the years, I have molded our awesome God into a more comfortable god. Living in obedience for Him is not supposed to be comfortable at all. It is going to require me to get out of my comfort zone and break a sweat moving mountains. I am going to have to be willing to get dirty and befriend people who are a lot different than I am. We should all be able to say confidently that we are willing to do WHATEVER IT TAKES to reach the lost and hurting people in our world. Our God has a sense of humor and so lately He has been calling me to get my flip flop wearing feet dirty.

It reminds me of the story in Mark 2:1-12, in which four friends were so desperate to introduce their friend to Jesus that they broke through a roof and lowered him down into the room that Jesus was preaching. I once heard this story taught and the teacher said that the roofs in that time were made with manure. So these friends were sooo determined to help bring their friend to Jesus that they were willing to literally go through some crap to bring him there. They were WAY more dirty than I am comfortable getting. When we were cleaning apartments on our mission trip in Nashville, I remember cleaning one bathroom and looking down at my shoes and realizing that I was standing in S*** or fecal matter. Jake and his crew experienced something similar in their apartment when the tenant they were serving told them that he had been sick and unable to ambulate to the restroom so they had to clean the “buckets” to he had been using to dispose of his waste. But as much as I hate being dirty, I have come to realize that it’s totally worth it (and usually temporary because God made us all washable)! God has been opening my eyes to so many opportunities to serve Him and even though these things might require me to move out of my comfort zone and get a bit dirty, I have never felt more clean and pure!

Give Me Your Eyes~ Brandon HeathLooked down from a broken skyTraced out by the city lightsMy world from a mile highBest seat in the house tonightTouched down on the cold black tileHold on for the sudden stopBreath in the familiar shockOf confusion and chaosAre those people going somewhere?Why have I never cared?Chorus:Give me your eyes for just one secondGive me your eyes so I can seeEverything that I keep missingGive me your love for humanityGive me your arms for the broken hearted Wasn’t it far beyond my reach?Give me your heart for the once forgottenGive me your eyes so I can seeagain

Step out on a busy streetSee a girl and our eyes meetDoes her best to smile at meTo hide what’s underneathThere’s a man just to her rightBlack suit and a bright red tieTo ashamed to tell his wifeHe’s out of workHe’s buying timeAre those people going somewhere?Why have I never cared?ChorusI’ve Been there a million timesA couple of million eyesJust moving past me byI swear I never thought that I was wrongWell I want a second glanceSo give me a second chanceTo see the way you see the people all alone

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I am a nurse and most importantly mom of 6 precious children( 2 are homegrown, 1 on loan,& 3 are hand picked). Drew (age 18) Ashlyn (age 16) We have adopted 3 Haitian miracles Jimso (age12), Jackson (age 15) a&Jedone (age 17) We also have a foster daughter who is a constant source of joy!We are passionate about orphan/ foster care.